Page 226 of Dawn of Chaos and Fury
Miara nodded curtly. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a small flask. “Cienna sent this for you.”
That saint of a Witch.
That was all Axel could think as he took the flask. He’d refused to drink from Kat again after the dinner despite her protests. Not until the babe came.
“Tell her thank you,” Axel said. Then, dropping his voice so Kat couldn’t hear anything, he asked, “Have either of you seen anything else? Cienna said she can’t see anything regarding the birth or Kat or any of it?”
Miara shook her head. “You know that’s not how visions work.”
He sighed, tapping the flask against his palm. “A guy can hope though.”
The lift doors opened, and Miara stepped in, saying only, “She needs to rest as much as possible.”
As soon as she was gone, Kat said in irritation, “Don’t ignore me, Axel.”
“I’m not ignoring you, kitten,” he answered, turning back to her. “You know why we couldn’t go.”
“A few hours wouldn’t have hurt.”
“They’ve been gone for two days.”
“We wouldn’t have had to stay two days,” she huffed.
Razik and Eliza were still in the Acropolis. They were all trying to work out how to transfer power from Dagian to Theon. Axel hadn’t been thrilled with everyone leaving, but there were extensive wards around the penthouse. At least his father had done one thing right.
“Miara said this is the month the babe is coming, Kat. It isn’tlogicalto leave right now,” he said carefully, because by the gods was she in a mood today.
“It’s notlogicalto keep me locked up in a tower, but here we are,” she retorted.
He swallowed his bark of laughter, knowing she would not find this funny. It took him a few seconds to compose himself before he said, “You’re not locked in a tower. We can go for a walk if you’d like?”
“I would not like,” she fumed. “I wouldliketo leave the Underground. I can have a baby anywhere, Axel.”
“Cienna is here, Kat.”
“And she can Travel.”
“If we can get in contact with her,” he argued.
“That same logic can be applied here,” she countered.
Axel took a deep breath, rubbing at his brow. He knew this wasn’t her. This was the pregnancy and everything else going on,but fuck, he was running out of logical arguments. Because she wasn’t being logical, and he didn’t know how to handle her when she wasn’t logical.
Finally, he said, “If we were to leave, where would you want to go? What would you want to do?”
She stared at him, and he stared back, and it was one of the most ridiculous things he’d ever encountered.
“I don’t know,” she finally admitted, and he smiled, moving closer.
He set the flask on the coffee table, leaning down and placing a hand on either side of her on the back of the sofa, caging her between his arms. “You know what youshoulddo, right?”
She sighed heavily. “Sit on this sofa and rest,” she grumbled.
“Because…?”
“Miara said it would help, but she also said she doesn’t know when anymore. I heard you ask without wanting me to hear,” she groused. “She said she’s seen nothing else regarding the birth. Neither has Cienna. Maybe things changed completely, and we’ll make it to full term. Visions are useless. No wonder Tessa is half-mad these days.”
He huffed a small laugh. “We’re almost there, Kat,” he said gently. “I know you’re tired. I know you’re restless and going a little stir crazy.”
